Do You Want to Be My Brother's Puppy Too?

Powerful, high-ranking, aloof, handsome, irresistible bottom x a pack of devoted dog tops [Not really recommended before the revisions. There are some parts I can't stand reading now, either.♡] Among the powerful families of Huaya, there is a cool and aloof leader named Liu Ci. Pale skin, thin lips, snow-bright eyes, and light lashes. He's used to being the one in charge, making decisions no one dares question. There are countless people who adore him, all hopelessly infatuated. But to him, lovers fall into just two categories: useful dogs and stray dogs by the roadside. On this point, Mr. Chi Fei, director of the Ash Group, who has pursued Liu Ci for five years and spent four and a half of them being given the cold shoulder, has this to say: Liu Ci isn't a necessity. There's no need to cling to each other every day... Wait, damn it, he's ignoring me again. I don't want to live anymore. : Landry first met Liu Ci in a dim room suffused with a subtle fragrance. A partner who bored him to tears had called him over to watch some kind of videotape. To be honest, he had a bit of a hobby for watching other people suffer, especially in the case of cold, stiff recordings that were practically documentaries. They fascinated him. But when that person, that beautiful and fragile sweetheart like a cool, smooth porcelain vessel, appeared on the screen with pale, unfocused vertical pupils, a side effect of some drug, and a porcelain-white nape, marked with sweat and blood and so delicate it looked ready to snap, he felt his heart thrum with a sound he could hear, and a pain like falling, almost tearing him apart. "Who is that?" "Hmm? You mean Xiao Ci?" The man beside him gave a playful smile. "He's my friend's kid. Pretty, isn't he? But he's really disobedient, and quite wild, too. They couldn't control him, so they sent him over." Liu Ci must have been eighteen that year. Landry planned for a very, very long time. Only when Liu Ci was twenty-five did he finally meet him in person, with enough leverage to make his move. But it seemed he'd come too late. At twenty-five, Liu Ci was a terrifying dictator who had entirely lost his capacity for genuine affection. And his surroundings were far from as quiet as before. He was like a solitary, cold moon hanging high in the sky, drawing the hungry, covetous attention of countless stray dogs by the roadside. He would have to pay more to secure a place at Liu Ci's table. [Disclaimer] An unrestrained, feel-good bottom-centric tale, with an overwhelming amount of bottom worship. The bottom is beautiful, strong, wretched, irresistible, and has mild PTSD. Includes fake incest and non-consensual sex. Bottom-centric, and he returns none of the romantic advances. He's the only one who matters from beginning to end. Handsome bottom, but with a strong feminization kink. The tops are assumed to be sexually inexperienced and well-endowed. The bottom is not a virgin and has had many lovers, but never loved any of them. Liu Zhen doesn't love him either. My brother doesn't love anyone. This man is going to lose very badly later on. *I'll revise after the college entrance exams. Planned changes: Shen Xiangli's characterization and scenes; Liu Zhen's importance to the plot; some minor adjustments to my brother's characterization; and a plan to finish and clean up some sections. Basically, once I've increased the control rating, I'll be even less tolerant of anything that bothers me :D Cover art assets thanks to xhs@Lin Xian Theme: Loving your older brother